Until That Day


Until That Day
By W A Zamorano

There is coming a Day
Not too far away
When without any more delay
Our earthen pots of clay
Will grow wings and fly away.

That day is coming soon
It may be morning, night or noon
When we will see our Groom
Coming in the air
To gather His Beloved there.

Until that glorious day
Before the church is caught away
We must gather in the harvest
We must take back the devil’s prey.

Until that glorious day
We must watch and pray
Forsake our wicked ways
And fill our mouth with praise.

Beloved that day is almost here
When the sound of a trump you hear
Your redemption is drawing near
Glory Hallelujah, we will disappear.




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